Lil Scrappy Ft Sean Paul And E-40-oh Yeah Work-Lil Scrappy
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TXT Lil Scrappy Ft Sean Paul And E-40-oh Yeah Work-Lil Scrappy 文本歌词
I hear everyone of you
We do it like the army do
I can go vertical
Let's go hey hold up hold up
No Oh
C'mon crank it c'mon Eh Oh
Got Cartier frames coverin' up my eyes
26 inches inbetween my tires
Knot in my pocket better
Believe three grand
Diamonds on my neck and a pistol in my hand
I'm a get money ni**a I grind like hell
When I show em the G's
I'm a crank up the scale
Oh yeah Oh yeah
I'mma crank up the scale
Oh yeah Oh yeah
I'mma crank up the scale
I ain't never goin broke no mo'
As long as my folk keep runners of that blow
They sell it on out
Then thay bring they back mo'
And ere'body askin what I got that work fo'
Got what
Got diamonds in my shades the Cardier frames
They look up at my face and tell its woodgrain
And the Ho's be amazed they be like OH
They can see it from the bar
See the way it glows
Yeah them things twinkle in the light bright
I don't know I just twinkle in the lime light
Got a chevy same color as a can of sprite
Sippin on on that X O got me feelin right
I been livin my whole life pimpin
Never catch me slippin f**kin wit ya'll women
Scrapp be chillin I stay on my grind
It's a hard life we livin I stay wit my nine
Got Cartier frames coverin' up my eyes
26 inches inbetween my tires
Knot in my pocket better
Believe three grand
Diamonds on my neck and a pistol in my hand
I'm a get money ni**a I grind like hell
When I show em the G's
I'm a crank up the scale
Oh yeah Oh yeah
I'mma crank up the scale
Oh yeah Oh yeah
I'mma crank up the scale
Ain't gotta hit these streets no mo'
Crisp 15 ten 24 show
Notice I ain't never Fo' times e'ery week
20 time fo' every week get G's
Party game shades with the gator cut wood
Prada footwear damn yall ni**a do it
Pimpin in Atlanta now they callin me in Europe
Everyday I hustle diamonds up against the wood
D**e boy fresh dressed in red monkey clothes
Gotta stay fresh for you red moneky Ho's
26 inches sittin tall like WHOA
I'm a need a camera man I'm a god Damn show
Shower cap and all b**ch you already know
F**k around with dopers
Squeeze the money out a Ho
I'm a get money ni**a yeah I grind like hell
Rubberband around my money
Like a God damn playa
Got Cartier frames covering up my eyes
26 inches inbetween my tires
Knot in my pocket better
Believe three grand
Diamonds on my neck and a pistol in my hand
I'm a get money ni**a I grind like hell
When I show em the G's
I'm a crank up the scale
Oh yeah Oh yeah
I'mma crank up the scale
Oh yeah Oh yeah
I'mma crank up the scale
Slugged out grill
They say hustle that dat boy
Worth a few mill
He sittin at the bar
Tearin up hundred dollar bills
Thats his car parked by the front Do
On them big wheels
He ain't never been a punk
Bugga suga plusha F**K a state trooper
I'm livin for the moment
I ain't livin for the future
My dudes will bring it to ya
Bring the noise like a Tuba
Crack ya peanut shell run up
On ya with the Ruger
Smoke herb like a hippie drink like a pirate
Wrist real crisp haters dont like it
Jack of all trades gotta get my chips
Manipulate ya broad put ya chick on Craigslist
Traffic om in and out yall work when its a drought
Dont take the main street take the under route
Sucka use yo head you heard what I said
I'm gettin carpal tunnel while
I'm countin all this bread
Got Cartier frames coverin' up my eyes
26 inches inbetween my tires
Knot in my pocket better
Believe three grand
Diamonds on my neck and a pistol in my hand
I'm a get money ni**a I grind like hell
When I show em the G's
I'm a crank up the scale
Oh yeah Oh yeah
I'mma crank up the scale
Oh yeah Oh yeah
I'mma crank up the scale